C H A P T E R 2
S U N - H E E
"Good, cause you're not going against him." Seung-Gin says, causing Sun-Hee to look at him with a brow raised. "You have to dance alongside him."
"WHAT?!" Sun-Hee exclaims, dropping her arms and waving them around. "So let me get this straight," She says, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I have to dance, alongside might I add, my biggest rival?!"
"Pretty much, yes..."
A groan is heard from the female, who grabs her bag and slung it over her shoulder, stalking out of the room, to what seems to be a dance studio backstage.
She drops her bag once again, but this time on a chair and takes out her phone, opening her playlist and hitting shuffle, stretching and warming up for a few minutes, until a certain song comes on.
Clapping breaks her concentration, causing her to jump slightly and almost fall on her backside. She quickly turns around and is met by a male with black hair and dark eyes, wearing a sweatshirt, ripped black jeans and black sneakers. "Why are you here?" Sun-Hee asks, not emotion in her voice. "You know," The male begins, taking a few steps towards the orange head. "considering your way of dancing, I would have thought Enchantress was someone older..."
"Says the infamous SmileHoya..." She mutters, crossing her arms and walking towards him. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question. Why are you here?"
"I'm here because I was told we need to choreograph something." SmileHoya answers, copying her stance. "Seeing as we're supposed to dance together, not against."
After a muttering a few rather... colorful words under hee breath, Sun-Hee finally gives in. "Fine..." She says bedgrundgenly. "Good." SmileHoya says, dropping his own bag by the door. "First, we should probably get to know each other. That'll probably help." Sun-Hee thinks for a moment, but then nods, understanding what he means. She's not happy about it, but hey... she needs to get money somehow...
"Alright. You start." She says, sitting cross-legged on the floor, SmileHoya doing the same. "Well, ask away."
"What's your actual name?" Sun-Hee asks, looking up at him slightly. If they have to work with each other, might as well call him by his actual name, right? "My real name's Jung Hoseok. What about yours, Mrs. Enchantress?"
"Min Sun-Hee." She simply answers with a roll of her eyes. "How old are you?"
"I'm fifteen." Hoseok answers, a small smirk grazing his lips. "Are you my Noona or am I your Oppa?"
'Eat me, ground...' Are the words going through Sun-Hee's head at the moment. "Don't get cocky just because I'm younger than you." She mutters, not wishing to tell him her age. "But if you must know... I'm fourteen..." She mutters, looking away from the smirking male. "Oppa..."
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After getting to know each other better, Hoseok and Sun-Hee got to work, choreographing something that'll definitely leave the people surprised.
Why is that?
Because having two rivals dance together has never been done before. All the people who bet on either one of them will see both of them doing the same choreography, then the judges will vote, which Sun-Hee thought would be harder, because they won't be able to give their all.
A growl is heard from the back of Sun-Hee's throat as she directs a glare towards her newly assigned partner. "You're supposed to turn back!" She argues, receiving a glare in return. "And you're supposed to go down!"
Once their glaring contest is done, they turn away from each other. A frustrated sigh makes them look towards the door, where Seung-Gin is currently standing, shaking his head with his arms crossed over his chest. "You two," He calls and they give him their full attention. "take five and go cool off." Both teens nod and take their bags, walking out of the room. "Sun-Hee, I'd like to speak with you." Said female lets out a sigh, dropping her bag once again and turning to the black haired male, while Hoseok walks out of the room. "What is it?" She asks, crossing her arms once again. "After this dance battle..." He begins, making his way towards the female. "This performance..." Seung-Gin seems to hesitate for a moment, before he shakes his head. "This is your last..."
"What?!" The female exclaims, staring wide eyed. "You heard me... You can't come back here..." He says and turns away from Sun-Hee, trying to hide the regret in his face. "Why?!" Sun-Hee retorts. "You're young..." Seung-Gil shakes his head once again, his black bangs sweeping to the side, revealing a bit of his forehead. "You still have your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste it down here."
"Seung-Gin..." Sun-Hee answers after a few seconds of silence. "Is this you speaking..." She stops for a moment, looking at said male's back. "Or your father?" Seung-Gin seems to cringe at the mention of said man, before turning to Sun-Hee with a small glare. "This is me speaking." He answers back harshly. "Not everything I do is because of my father's wishes."
Sun-Hee looks at him in shock, before grabbing her bag and walking past him. "Alright..." She answers, stopping next to him. "If that's what you want..." She closes her eyes, looking at the ground. "Then I guess I won't come back..." She continues walking, leaving the dark haired male alone inside the practise room, regretting his decision of letting her go.
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Hey! It's Thursday, so you guys get a chapter!
Yay!
Also, BTS STARTED ANNOUNCING THE COUNTRIES THEY'RE GOING! I'M SO EXITED!
Anyway, let's all calm down now, even though the only one freaking out is me. I hope you enjoy!
Cinnamon-chan logging off, peace!
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The Dancers Curse《BTS J-Hope》
Fanfiction《The Dancers Curse》 Usually people talk about their dreams once and then ignore them. That's not the case for Min Sun-Hee. She followed her dreams to the end. She didn't let what people say get to her. She had sleepless nights... Suffered the pain...
